Sammy's Plans

So, tonight, Sammy had a hard time cleaning up a mess he accidentally made.  He dropped a plate of food on the floor and his mother appropriately asked him to clean the floor.
He adamantly refused to use his hands to clean up a simple mess because he A)doesn't want to do any jobs, and B)didn't want to get his hands dirty.

AAAHHH!! Children!
-David

A nice day in the park

As most of you already know, we've relocated!  So I've started a new job for the last year and it's been great.  The family is doing well after the coldest winter of all time, and the plagues of mosquitoes that even the 90 year olds I take care of have a hard time comparing a worse swing of seasons too.

We went out this week to the park to get some good sun, the weather has been nice now and this park is decades old in a little town near where we live.  Here are some updated pictures.  

Kids say the darndest things...

I was brushing Gracie's hair this morning when she asked me if I knew what kind of horse she wanted. I made a few guesses and after being informed I was wrong she told me the horse she wants is a girl and is seventeen hands high. I told her that seemed really big for a horse and she said, "well the average is 15-16, but I am tall and I want to be able to ride it... not like a pony or something." Then she told me her dream horse is chestnut (reddish) in color. Also, she will find it in the woods alone because it's parents will have been eaten by wolves. And she will name her Ruby. So if anyone sees any tall, red, orphaned horses around please let Gracie know. 🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎